Friday, August 15, 2008

I think it was the movies of the late 80s and early 90s that ruined me for romance. To this day I'm still waiting for Mr. Idealistic in a trench coat to hold a blaring boom box outside my bedroom window, proclaiming his undying affection. I realize this is asking a bit much, but there are some days I’d settle for a poncho and a clock radio. (The light, the heat…I am complete) But I digress.

As you probably know I've been leaving obnoxious comments on SCL for awhile. Now blogging on my own I've had over 450 of you read my little ramblings in the past 4 days. That has been awesome and I thank you for giving me a chance, and I hope you'll stick around. Your comments are fantastic and I look forward to building up a little community. Again, thank you.

Of all of you who have visited there is one person whose comment completely lit me up inside. It's my husband, Dan.

As I have said before, Dan is very cut and dry. He's not the romantic type, or at least not in the traditional sense. In fact, when he asked me to marry him he gave me a Hulk Hogan doll. What woman could resist that?

The other night we were falling asleep. The house was quiet. I thought the talking was done for the day. But out of nowhere, he said the most romantic words a female sanguine could possibly ever hear: "I think you're pretty funny." Just like that and then he rolled over, pulled up his blanket and went to sleep.

He and I have been laughing together for over 14 years now. As of late, he's read my comments on SCL, probably because I called him - at work - every time I posted one. Imagine me, like a Golden Retriever puppy, jumping and salivating, "Dan! I just left a comment on Jon's site. Want me to read it to you? Do you? DO YOU?!!!!" (After all, who could resist me?)

Come to find out he's my biggest fan. Nobody loves me like my husband. I forget that more often than I should. Don't know why I would automatically assume he's anything less than exactly what God designed for me. When it comes to brass tacks, I know I've definitely married up.

So thanks again for reading! Next week we'll tackle Bible college, or "It's Not Too Late To Enroll Somewhere Else". I'll keep bringing the ranting and raving if you keep reading!!

Is CRAP...Canadian Ratatouille And Parmesan???I KNOW, wickedly smart.Your Dan is sweet. MY husband actually teases me about my long term blog. Then again, it's an "I don't really care" kind of teasing. He's couldn't care less. How sad, because I DO have fans. A fan. People I pay.

FYI: you have male readers, too. I noticed most of the comments on here are from females. just letting you know you have fans like me who are guys and who think you are utterly hilarious. I spent one year at Boyce/southern seminary so I can't wait to here your thoughts on Bible college.

I've been a little lurker on your blog this week Stacy. Since I've known you for way too long, I wanted to make sure I wouldn't be embarressed by the association. So far, so good. Keep up the blogging and watch out readers, Stacy is so full of this crap that it oozes out her pores. Peeing with laughter,

I called the music station my hubby was interning at when we were in college and asked them to play "In Your Eyes" for him. They were a country station, and they played it! I had that movie soundtrack, and I either wore it out or the tape melted. Can't remember which.

This is an awesome post! My husband is the funniest person I know, so it always makes me happier than I can ever explain when I am able to make him laugh. I always feel like his jokes are better than mine, you know? So, I totally get this post!

BTW, I love reading your comments on SCL. And your Bible college posts are fantastic. I attended, not one, but two Christian colleges, so I relate to those posts, too.